Wife Submission - Tumblr Posts
How do you feel, loser, seeing your hotwife being the submissive slut leashed owned by me in your house at your bed ?
“That’s right, you little slut. That big dick is going to destroy you for your miserable husband. You’re going to be my personal sex toy tonight.”
Yes,
I made him watch in amazement as his gorgeous wife knelt before me, her French manicure nails resting neatly on her toned, tanned thighs. Her round, plump ass was supported by sexy 4-inch high heels.
Her large breasts stood out proudly, an offering for my pleasure.
I smiled appreciatively as I admired her freshly made-up face and plump lips. Without warning, I slapped my thick cock across her pretty face. She moaned in pleasure at the display of my dominance.
I sat on the side of the bed as I undressed, his wife behind me, rubbing my shoulders, kissing my neck and ears, occasionally teasing me with her soft tongue.
The husband chose a chair on the side of the bed to watch us. He could see the soft white cheeks of her ass protruding from the suit she was wearing when she met me at the door.
his wife lay with her hands over her eyes, legs slightly spread. her husband moved in to get a closer look. Her pussy was definitely open and my cum pooled onto the bed. he wanted to attend to cleaning her up, but decided not to get involved. She still didn't even look in his direction.
Even when iam got up to go, she ignored him, asking me to call her. Asking if it's cool if she texts me. She was frantic for my approval.
Then i turned to her and held her head in my hands and said "I'll be aback for you. Call me anytime."
Excitement washed over her.
Like a gentleman,
I will spread your wife's ass
So you can see my cum pour out of her freshly fucked pussy .
You decided to go out yourself that night, hitting a bar, not returning until midnight. When you got home, me and yourwife are making out on your couch, oblivious to your presence. Your bedroom door was slightly closed, and you could hear your wife screaming and begging for more of something she kept describing as big and thick.
As you got closer to the bedroom, i finally saw you and told you not to go in, almost with a smirk on my face. Ignoring him, you pushed the door open, and within seconds, all the blood in your body had rushed to your dick. Your wife was bent over the bed, clutching the edges of the mattress, holding on for dear life, like she was riding a bucking bronco.
“Oh fuck, your cock is so fucking big,”
your wife cried out.
“Fuck yeah, bitch, fuckin’ take it,” i replied with a cocky grin. “Gonna bust my nut all over your pretty little face. Maybe I’ll take a picture and send it to your pathetic excuse for a husband.”
“Oh fuck,” Your wife moaned.
“Ha, you just had another orgasm. Fuck, you are so wet for my big dick, bitch.” i laughed.
“Uh…oh fuck…oh…you…are…su-u-chhh…a….bully….FUCK,” your wife tried to say between the thrusts she was taking. i was hammering your girl into your bed with my enormous cock.
After our civilized dinner, Paula’s husband told her it was time to change.
When I returned to the room, she was leaning over the stove. I told her to look at him and not stop.
Then, I slowly moved my hands up her smooth bronze legs. I pulled out my thick, heavy cock and pressed it between her ass cheeks through the fabric.
She gasped. She circled her pussy until she reached orgasm, her eyes fixed on her husband the entire time. Such a good girl. I lifted the gauze from her dress and moved my cock to her bare ass cheeks.
“Where do you want it?” I said, knowing the answer. Her eyes fluttered, still on her husband.
“In my pussy.” I spread her legs and lifted her ass, aiming it. Her juices kept dripping down her thighs as I circled her pussy. I soaked my cock with them, then pushed it hard into her pussy. She screamed and grabbed the abaya.
“Yes, yes,” she said. Her eyes widened. I looked and saw that her husband had just released his load. I circled her clit as I fucked her in the ass and she came a few more times.
Finally, I was ready myself, I thrust harder, grabbed her waist, and dug my fingers into her, knowing that I would leave finger marks for her to share with her husband for days.
The husband had just purchased a limited edition official baseball jersey that cost him a few hundred dollars. With the store located just minutes from his girlfriend Evie’s office, he decided to pop in spontaneously one evening, knowing that she was working late and no one else would be there with her. He was hoping to get a little action with his girlfriend in her office.
Not finding her in her office, he walked toward the conference room after hearing a commotion behind a slightly closed door. The noise he heard was a combination of heavy breathing, furniture moving, and what sounded almost like diving. Near the door, he called out his wife’s name and was surprised to hear my voice instead of hers.
He heard me say in a humorous tone, “Oh, your husband is here!”
Even though I was friends with the couple, he was confused as to why I was with her at her workplace, especially after business hours. The closer he got to the conference room, the louder my breathing and his wife’s.
His wife's moan was: "...so big..." Of course he could hear it.
The wife said.. "I don't want you to stop but..."
"...but what?" I replied cheerfully.
"He's getting closer...he's getting closer!"
"...get him out...we have to stop!" His wife pleaded sincerely.
"He's coming!"
"...he's coming! You're coming! I'm coming!" “Everyone is coming!” I laughed.
“Is everything okay in there?” the husband said as he knocked on the door without looking inside.
“Yes!” the wife shouted. “Please don’t come in, we’ll be out in a second!”
“No, buddy, come in!” I said with a smile.
“Please… no!” the wife gasped, knowing her pleas were futile.
Then he opened the door. He was no fool, he knew what he was about to walk into. He knew all about my reputation, my big cock, and how close I’d been to his wife lately. However, nothing could have prepared him for the scene before him.
His beautiful wife was bent over the conference desk, holding onto the edges of the table. Her blouse was torn, her big tits were hanging out, her pants were off and her ass cheeks were thrusting behind my big cock. I was fucking his wife doggy style, with one hand holding her waist, the other pulling her brown hair.
“What is this?” I greeted the husband with a wink and a wry smile.
“I… oh… I’m sorry, baby…” the wife whispered to her husband, trying to look him in the eye as she slammed back and forth on my huge cock. She didn’t try to stop me, especially when we saw the husband pitching a tent.
Then I motioned for the husband to come closer with my index finger. He did so instinctively, and his jaw dropped at the sight of his girlfriend’s tight, wet little pussy, stretched to accommodate my huge cock.
“I want you to hit me hard, bro,” I said to the husband, pressing his hand to shake it, to which the husband responded awkwardly, dropping his new baseball jersey onto the seat next to us.
I was having sex with his wife in front of him at work
“Dude, go sit over there,” I said to the husband, pointing my head at the seat across from where we were having sex. “Front row seat!!”
The husband was so emotionally torn that he didn’t know what to do. He wasn’t thinking clearly. , but he also didn’t want us to stop. He was amazed by my big cock – even though he knew I had it, especially since I had conquered the love of his life. His beautiful, devoted wife – the girl he planned to marry one day – was bent over a desk at work, being kissed deeply by one of his best friends. His cock was about to burst through the zipper of his pants, but he didn’t want to take it out, especially in front of me.
Do you want me to stop? I asked, looking at my husband, smiling, as I grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling it as I thrust faster and harder into her.
“I don’t want him to stop,” the wife pleaded, looking straight into her husband’s eyes.
As the cuckold husband rubbed his cock from the outside of his pants, I realized that he wasn’t mad at his wife. He wasn’t even mad at me. All he wanted to do at that moment was watch his wife at the mercy of my big cock.
“Don’t stop,” he said meekly.
“What is this?” I asked in a sarcastic tone. “I couldn’t hear you.”
"I said don't stop. Please don't stop," he said again, looking me in the eye, accepting the humiliation in front of me.
This sent the wife over the edge of ecstasy - her husband's request for me to have sex with her was too much, and she started to cum on my thick cock. The wife started to convulse, as she had so much excitement.